Mohrle

Mohrle was born in May 1992 on the farm I grew up. I remember him being a tiny little ball of fur. When he was 3, he decided to go on an adventure trip lasting several months.

photo of a black cat;

As Mohrle turned older, he spent most of his day sleeping. He was a super adorable old gentleman, always 'talking' and chatting.

Mohrle is dearly missed since July 2012.

photo of 2 black cats;